When we decided to not try to not get pregnant we thought it might take a while. We were prepared to wait a couple of years for something to happen. Well, funny how you think you have a plan, then God says "Ha!" because 6 weeks later we were pregnant! When we figured it out we were making a grocery list and it sounded like this, "Ginger ale, fruit, a pregnancy test, toilet paper...wait." And Matt looked at me and I looked at him and we knew! It was weird. So we tried one test and immediately the lines showed up. I didn't trust it though so Matt bought three more of different kinds. Then we went to our dr after the weekend and it was confirmed that we were 7 weeks pregnant. I think we were both in shock. It was exciting but also unbelievable.
Joining Rites of Passage and Empowerment (ROPE) has been key in helping us find community out here in the Berkshires. No sugar coating- this county is both white, rural, conservative, racist and full of theatre, music, the outdoors, and pockets of loving, open-minded people. Massachusetts may be the most liberal state in the US, but we are far from Boston. Here, minutes from New York and Vermont, the sounds of performative equity can be heard from the tone deaf school administrators who "don't see color" and have voiced that "race was not an issue till we brought it up", to the lack of representation in politics, restaurants, stores, and general day to day. We have lived in places across the country, and have yet to stumble upon a place that felt fully welcoming. I don't say this to complain, it is merely a statement of my lived experience thus far and an acknowledgement of the work it takes as a Black woman to make friends, have meaningful relationships, g...
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